234 Schemes atop Schemes

  *Crash,* Through the wall and into the garage where trucks were parked, the noise resounded across the empty and somber streets. The rain continued to pour, visibility was poor. 

 "Why did you intervene," now partially a dragon, the boy argued. 

 "Shut it," a push of a button later, Elsa sent jolts across his body. Unable to speak nor move a muscle, Aiden fell to the floor as if life had been sucked out of him. "If I hadn't jumped in, you would have died," a disgust filled voice later, the lady walked out the warehouse and into the garage. There, an unconscious man was found, "-this is the fabled shadow," she knelt. "Nothing really stands out, no presence to speak of, a well-built body that's for sure," her eyes went around the man, "-an interesting choice for tattoos," she stood. *Click,* the shock stopped, "-get over here, Dragonkin," she ordered.

 "As you wish," half of his strength drained, he stumbled out.